The sword of the sword god kills the universe

Seeing Jian Chen approaching Wang Cheng gave him a headache. He tapped the ground and left the place abruptly. At the moment, Wang Cheng was both angry and afraid of Jian Chen. Jian Chen was surrounded by Heavenly Tribulation like a god of war reborn.

Jian Chen is not terrible, but the power of the sky cannot be violated, and he must die. Jian Chen can be free under the catastrophe, and the anti-sky art plays a key role. It's a good show.

How could Jian Chen let Wang Cheng run away so easily? If he wanted to run away, his busy work would be in vain. When the heavens were over, he would be the one who suffered. However, it really left a bolt of lightning in the void.

"Damn it." Wang Cheng's face was ashen. Under Tianwei's suppression, his vitality was a little out of control, and his speed was even worse than that of Jian Chen. Seeing Jian Chen approaching a little bit, the thunder cloud in the sky Also converging in this direction, Wang Cheng felt his scalp tingling for a while.

"You don't seem to be able to run anymore." A smile appeared on the corner of Jian Chen's mouth, and he came directly to Wang Cheng's side in a flash. Finally, Tian Jie also began to perceive the existence of Wang Cheng, and a cloud of thunder and fire rushed towards Wang Cheng. [

"boom."

The thunder and fire hit Wang Cheng's body, and there was a loud noise. Wang Cheng, who was originally dressed in fine clothes, was in a state of distress at the moment. There was no one part of his body that was intact.It's fine if this lightning calamity is his own, it's someone else's.

"Ah!" That day when Lei entered Wang Cheng's body, Wang Cheng yelled, and the hair on his body immediately stood up. The vitality in his body avoided the thunder energy, and Wang Cheng felt his body numb for a while.

"Boy, I swear I will kill you." Wang Cheng's eyes are almost bleeding out at this moment, and he looks at Jian Chen with red eyes. If it is not for the last bit of reason that tells him not to go up, I am afraid that he will not be able to bear it now. Live up and kill Jian Chen.

"You still dare to speak harshly!" Jian Chen raised his speed again, trying to induce the thunder calamity in the Wangcheng. Would mind adding it.

Wang Cheng felt that the thunder clouds in the sky were faintly being drawn by him, forming a resonance with him.This is not a good phenomenon, no matter how stupid Wang Cheng is, he knows that his catastrophe is about to be triggered.

"Blood Shadow Escape!" Wang Cheng spat out a mouthful of blood, his body's aura rose sharply, and his speed suddenly increased, much faster than before, leaving only a red glow in the void, which disappeared.

Although Wang Cheng's speed was very fast, the weakness in that tyrannical aura was very obvious.Obviously he used a secret technique that consumed his origin.If it wasn't for life and death, he wouldn't be like this.

"Just like that, the two great martial masters were chased away?" Fatty looked at Wang Cheng's fleeing figure, he was stupefied there, and went to see Jian Chen, not to mention how much he admired him.

Jian Chen watched Wang Cheng run away, and frowned, somewhat regretful, Jian Chen's original plan was to keep Wang Cheng here forever, Jian Chen did not continue to catch up, let alone whether he could catch up, he now It is also difficult to protect oneself.

As time went by little by little, the power of the Heavenly Tribulation was also increasing little by little, Jian Chen also felt a little pressure, the vitality in his body became more and more violent, and the Heaven-Defying Art was almost uncontrollable and peaceful, then Once the berserk vitality exploded, Jian Chen was almost unimaginable.

During the tempering of the thunder tribulation, Jian Chen's body was strengthened again, but Jian Chen didn't have time to care about these benefits, now it was a critical moment, Jian Chen sat down cross-legged, even though the thunder struck his body, he still remained motionless.

Jian Chen restrained his consciousness, and his whole body settled down like an old monk sitting in meditation. With all his strength, he used the Heaven-Defying Art, above the Chongmai, a proto-nucleus was continuously condensing, originally like a grain of rice, growing little by little, and Chongmai It even emitted a strong light. If it hadn't happened in Jian Chen's body, Po Jun and the others would have been stunned. They had never seen this kind of cultivation.

"Oops, I can't hold it anymore." I don't know why, although the Heavenly Tribulation this time is still gentle, but the energy is astonishingly large, far beyond what Jian Chen can bear, even for a big eater like Ni Tian Jue. It can't swallow so much vitality, let alone the most violent thunder element vitality.

The blue meridians on Jian Chen's forehead bulged, and his teeth were trembling a little. Heavenly Tribulation didn't hurt, but those violent vitality made him a little unbearable.

"Suppression of time!" With a roar in his heart, Jian Chen finally let go of the artistic conception of years that was suppressed by the five elements. Come.

The force of the years surrounded by the thunder energy collided and recorded, but there was no effect. It seemed to be angry, and the aura rose little by little. At the same time, a powerful coercion emanated from Jian Chen's body.

As soon as this coercion came out, Tian Jie seemed to be a bit overshadowed. The vitality in the three of Po Jun's bodies stagnated slightly, and they almost fell to their knees. If it weren't for the dignity in their hearts, they might have to bow down at this moment.

"It's a terrible breath, even my father is not so strong." Tie Abacus raised his head slightly, looked at Jian Chen who was sitting cross-legged and couldn't help but said, the father he said was naturally the head of the Tie family. [

Fatty nodded as well, and the greasy face was sweating even more. If he hadn't clenched his teeth, he would really have knelt down at this moment. Although Po Jun's face was not very good-looking, there was a strange light in his eyes. This kind of unyielding light, the swordsman is upright and does not want anyone to lose his head.

As soon as the aura of the years came out, it wasn't just Po Jun who was affected, the violent Lei Yuanqi immediately quieted down, not daring to make the slightest movement, as if he had met a king.

"Sure enough, time is God and space is holy. Not only power, but also the level of vitality is obviously superior." Jian Chen was overjoyed, at least his own life was worried.

At this moment, the shape of the sword at the dantian trembled slightly, ripples surged out and spread throughout Jian Chen's body, the power of time that had just escaped from the encirclement unexpectedly returned to the center of the dantian again, sinking under the shape of the sword.

At this moment, the artistic conception of the five elements began to circulate again and again, swallowing the huge thunder energy, and the thunder energy transformed by the five elements array scattered outside the dantian, and blended with the blue wind energy to form an ocean.

With the large amount of Lei Yuan Qi pouring in, a trace of enlightenment in Jian Chen's heart, the Heavenly Tribulation stopped abruptly at this moment, and Jian Chen's whole body almost merged into this piece of heaven and earth, turning into a part of the heaven and earth.

At the end of the catastrophe, the thunderclouds were still gathering, one after another sky thunder exploded, and the sky was intertwined with lightning, but the world covered with thunderclouds appeared brighter, and the intertwined lightning outlined a beautiful picture.

"Heaven and man are one." Looking at this situation, the fat man thought of the legendary sentiment, and immediately closed his eyes, trying to resonate with Jian Chen's sentiment. This is the benefit of the unity of heaven and man.

At this time, in the dantian, the shape of the sword protrudes suddenly, and new lines are formed one after another. Needless to say, this is the artistic conception of thunder, and the shape of the sword becomes even more mysterious.

In the depths of the wilderness, in a temple, an old woman looked up at the sky and murmured: "Is this one of the seven?" The weak cough became more serious.